"The address that there mother lived at is no longer valid. She moved to an assisted living home about seven months ago. A sister who lives in California arranged it," Brass informed Nick over the phone as the Texan walked with Grissom down the hall. Turning he relayed the information to Grissom who frowned.

"Thanks, Brass, keep on working."

"Did you reach Rick?"

"Yeah, a severe storms got him grounded for the night. Horatio and Calleigh will make sure he gets home as soon as he can tomorrow. I've got to go, Hodges is paging me," Nick said, reading his pager.

"Okay, bye Nick."

"Bye, Jim," Nick responded closing his phone.

"Let's see what Hodges has for us," Grissom commented turning and heading for the trace lab. -------------------

"What do you have David?" Grissom asked in a clipped tone.

"Well, hello to you to, Grissom."

"We don't have time for you to suck up," Nick growled.

"The soil found on the carpet contains worms and other insects," the trace expert answered.

"Just like any other soil," Nick mumbled.

"Yes, but this soil also contained a specific kind of fertilizer. It's an exclusive brand and used by the rich and famous."

"Who uses it?" Grissom demanded.

"I've only found two houses that use it; one belongs to a Mike and Virginia Wilson, as in City Council Woman Wilson. The other one is a vacant house. It used to belong to the daughter of the governor but she moved." Nick was about to ask for the address but Hodges beat him to it and handed him a piece of paper sitting in the printer.

"Thank you, David," Grissom said as the two CSI's left the room, Nick dialing Brass as they went. ---------

"Greg, Catherine, we have a possible location," Grissom called as they walked by the layout room the two CSI's were working in. Putting the evidence away as quickly as they could, Greg and Catherine took off after the two guys.

"What? Where? How'd you figure it out?" Greg rattled off.

"We'll explain on the way," Nick said as they piled into the Denali and took off lights flashing and sirens blaring.

"Should we tell Warrick?" Catherine questioned. Greg shook his head.

"Greg's right, I don't wanna get his hopes up then have to destroy them," Nick interjected. The strawberry blonde nodded she knew they were right. She just hoped they'd find Sara at the house and that she would be alive and unharmed. -------------------------------------------

The two brothers were sitting in silence staring at Sara as she lay unconscious after her most recent beating and rape. Just then the sound of sirens caught their attention.

"Damn! They found us. We need to move now!" one of the brothers cried. The other man nodded and dragged Sara to her feet causing her to come back to consciousness and cry out in pain.

"Shut up, bitch! We have to move, those damn cops and CSI's found us," he snarled as he dragged her to a door that was hidden in the basement wall and into the tunnel on the other side of it. After being dragged for about five minutes the taller of the two men opened a door to a dark dank room about the size of a prison cell.

"Enjoy your prison," he laughed cruelly before shoving her in and slamming the door. Falling to her knnes Sara started to cry as she heard the lock turn and the two guys take off running.

"Let's get out of here, man," the older brother declared. The younger man nodded as they ran passed the room about a yard before turning and climbing a hill that lead out on an access road where they'd stashed a getaway car just in case. Hopping into the car they took off in a cloud of dust knowing they wouldn't be able to return until the team had left. -------------------------------------

"LVPD!" Brass shouted as he kicked in the door. Officers were doing the same at the back of the house. Within minutes the house was teaming with officer's and CSI's.

"Clear!" Catherine shouted. The others echoed her call.

"Damn it, she's not here," Greg exclaimed.

"She's been here recently, though. Guys come look at this," Nick ordered from the basement. The others came running and stopped at the sight of the blood and evidence left behind.

"They heard us coming and took off," Grissom said.

"What do we do now, Grissom?" Catherine wanted to know.

"We search this house and the surroundings top to bottom. Go over it with a fine tooth comb. Search every nuck and cranny. They can't have gone far. Let's move, we have someone to find."

TBC?

A/n, please read and review. Also, here's the link to my story Daisy Petals. Please read and review it as well. Here's the link, just take out the spaces.

http:// www .fanfiction .net/s/5702030/1/Daisy_Petals